This is an entry for the
Literotica 2021 Winter Holidays Story Contest
, so please don't forget to vote (where it says Please Rate This Story) when you get to the end. Thanks! A Happy Christmas to you All, Jack
It was the 23rd of December; Jack was looking out of his lounge window, there was a heavy snow shower falling, everywhere was white. Mum was driving down this afternoon to spend Christmas and New Year with Jack. They had spent Christmas together last year; mum had only stayed three nights. However, she had enjoyed it so much that she wanted to spend longer this Christmas.
The news program was saying the roads would be treacherous later today. Jack phoned mum, "Hi mum, how are you?"
"I am good, Jack; I have everything packed but haven't put my bags into the car yet as it's snowing. I'm so looking forward to spending Christmas with you."
"Mum, the roads are dreadful; I don't think that you should be driving."
"Will I come on the train? Will I get a taxi to the station? I will be safe that way."
Jack sensed the disappointment in mum's voice; dad had died just over two years ago. Nevertheless, they both had enjoyed last Christmas, then Jack said, "No mum, don't do that, my car has four-wheel drive, I have winter tires on it. I will pick you up in forty-five minutes. Will you be ready then, or do you want me to come later?"
"You are wonderful, Jack; I was close to tears when you said that I shouldn't drive. But, I will be ready when you get here. So, you're getting a big kiss when I see you."
Jack then got his car out of the garage and set off for mums. Jack was twenty-eight, had his own successful computer games company, was single and was not dating anyone. He had broken up with Kay three months ago. She was good in bed, but Jack didn't see a future with her.
The white snowflakes whirled and rushed up against the windshield of his car. Considering the weather, he was perhaps driving a bit faster than he should have, but the traction was so good that he felt safe.
Mom had been living alone since Dad died. However, they phoned often and saw each other at least once a week. As dad had been, mum was an Accountant; they had their firm, which was very successful. Mum was the Senior Partner. She also owned the office block that the firm worked from.
Mum was a tall, voluptuous woman with a beautiful face. Dad had been older; Jack always felt that there had been something lacking in their marriage in the last years of dad's life. Mum was also Jack's accountant; she was impressed with the money he was making. Jack and his mum got on very well. They both had the same temperament.
Jack arrived at mums. Mum was looking out of a window, waiting for him, she smiled when she saw him. She opened the door and hugged Jack, then pointed above her and said, "We can kiss Jack, unlike you last year, I have got mistletoe!"
Mum was wearing a cashmere sweater and tight-fitting leggings. She was also wearing a pair of Ugg boots; she looked gorgeous. The sweater showed her massive tits to perfection. Mum pulled Jack close. He could feel her big tits against his chest even though he was wearing a thick jacket. The feeling of her tits was giving Jack inappropriate thoughts; as mum pulled him closer, he could feel his cock stiffen.
"Merry Christmas," Mum said as she went to kiss Jack on the cheek. Jack had turned his head; mum's lips hit Jack's lips. They held that position for three seconds; then Jack felt mum's warm tongue slip deep inside his mouth. Jack also felt mum's mound pressing against his leg with a delicate circular motion. Jack thought, mum's hot. How hot can I make her hotter?"
Mature women had always been a turn-on for Jack; mature women with massive tits were his fantasy, mum was ticking all the boxes. Mum broke away from the kiss and smiled; Jack said, "Merry Christmas, mum too, you look great."
"Thanks darling, I was at the Beauty Salon this morning; I wanted to look my best for my darling, whom I'm spending Christmas with you. I'm so looking forward to my holiday with you. Jack, I have got a case of Champagne that I want to bring with me, will you put it in the car? My suitcase is ready to go too."
Jack put everything in the car; mum put on a full wrap-around Cashmere coat; she looked gorgeous. Jack opened the car door for her; mum brushed her massive tit against his arm as she got into the car. 'Last Christmas' was playing on the radio as Jack started the car; mum said, "I love these Christmas songs, I love the tradition of Christmas. Did you enjoy my Christmas kiss, Jack? Next time we kiss, I would love to feel your tongue in my mouth. I love long tongue kisses. They give so much passion."
Jack didn't respond; his mind was working overtime. He had heat seating in his car; the snow was much heavier now. Finally, Jack overtook a car, his car just accelerated, and he passed it with no skidding or wheel spin. Mum said, "You are right about the car; I feel very safe in this car; I would have been scared shitless driving my car in this snow. Thank you for coming for me darling, I appreciate it."
As mum said this, she was squeezing Jack's thigh ever so suggestively
Jack said, "Mum, what about dinner tonight? Shall we go out for a meal?"
"Jack, why don't we get a couple of Fish Suppers from Dinos? They are the best fish suppers in the country?"
"What a great idea, mum, we'll do that. I have a beautiful Turkey in the fridge for Christmas. So I have plenty of food in the fridge for us."
"Great Jack, we won't starve. Are you still seeing Kay?"
Mum's hand was still on Jack's thigh. His cock was stiff. Mum must have noticed the bulge in his trousers. Mum was gently massaging his thigh muscle with his thumb. Jack replied, "No, I finished that a few months ago. She wasn't the one for me."
"She wasn't my cup of tea. Did she ever cook a meal for you?"
Jack was surprised when mum asked. He thought about it and said, "She never did, mum. We only ate out. I don't miss her."
"Jack, you must find a woman who will look after you, someone that cares about you. You're a good looking man; you should have no problem."
Jack thought about Kay; after he broke up with her, she kept phoning and messaging him. She was missing his massive cock. If Jack got horny, he did pretty regularly; he would invite her over for a fuck. He told her that she would be his fuck buddy, and that would be all it would be. Kay accepted it and became Jack's cum slut. She got promoted then left the area. Jack hadn't seen her for seven weeks.
"Mum, what about you? It's two years since Dad died. Have you not thought of dating someone? You are a beautiful woman."
"Jack, I'm getting old; I'll be sixty next year. I married an older man. You are the only good thing that came out of that relationship. If I got involved with a man again, I would prefer a younger man. I can't have children anymore, I'm still active, but it's difficult to find a suitable person."
"What age would you go for, mum?"
"Late twenties would be nice."
"I am in my late twenties. Would you date me?"
"I wouldn't need to think about it; I would love to date someone like you. But, Jack, I won't be a quick fuck for anyone. I must love someone, and they must love me before they get into my bed."
"I love you, mum."
"I love you too, Jack. What sort of woman are you attracted to, Jack?"
Jack smiled, mum was smiling too, Jack said, "I find a mature woman with big tits very attractive. I want a woman that will love me in bed, and I will love her in return with all my heart."
Mum didn't respond as they were now outside Jack's apartment. Jack carried mum's suitcase, and mum had the case of Champagne. The apartment was warm; the central heating was terrific. Jack took mum's bag to her bedroom. Mum put three bottles of Champagne into the fridge, then mum said, "Jack, it's now five-thirty; I have had nothing since my breakfast at seven this morning.
Would you like to go to Dinos for the fish suppers now, and I'll change into something more comfortable? The bra that I'm wearing is so uncomfortable. So I will go to the wonderful boutique that you gave me the voucher for last Christmas and get a new bra tomorrow."
Jack laughed then said, "Go, braless mum, You will get a new voucher at Christmas; then on Monday, visit the boutique as their Sale will start on Monday."
Mum smiled and said, "Thank you, that's what I'll do."
Jack then left for Dinos; he got back to the apartment and put his car into the garage. It was snowing heavily now. Jack let himself into his flat. He went into the kitchen and shouted to mum, "I'm home. Will I put the fish suppers on to plates so we can eat now?"
"Do that darling, and I'll be with you in a minute. I quick chilled one of the bottles of Champagne, so it should be chilled now."
Jack took off his coat and jacket then plated the fish suppers. They looked and smelt gorgeous. The Champagne was chilled. He poured two glasses and waited for mum. She came into the kitchen thirty seconds later; she had a tighter fitting cashmere on, her tits were jiggling as she walked, she was braless. She was wearing the same yoga pants. Her Camel's Toe looked so inviting.
They toasted each other then started on their fish suppers. They were delicious and so filling. As they ate, mum said, "Jack, you have impressed me with the mistletoe, none last year, but this year you have some in every room. I like the one above the shower; that one gave me nice thoughts. Your tree and Christmas decorations are beautiful. The lounge feels so comfortable, and there's mistletoe everywhere."
They finished the fish suppers both of them were full. They went into the lounge and sat on the sofa together. The weather was getting worse, trains and busses were now being cancelled. Mum cuddled close into Jack; she smelt so good. Mum was once again massaging Jack's thigh muscle with her thumb. Mum said, "I am so happy to be here. We don't need to go out but maybe if we run out of Champagne? I feel so comfortable and secure with you, please be yourself with me, and I'll be myself. I would love you to kiss me; I want to feel your tongue in my mouth."
